Lights in the woods
Thanks to the wonders of social media I came across information about an upcoming art installation in the nearby Skrylle woods, not too far from where I live, where a lighting designer called Micaela Pärsdotter Andersson, would put up a number of light installations at one of the foot paths in the woods in an art piece she called “Gömda världar, glömda världar” (Hidden worlds, forgotten worlds). The word play works better in Swedish since the the words for hidden and forgotten are very similar, but that’s what the title means.
Snow and sun in the park
With all the darkness and cloudy, shadowless weather we’ve had since before Christmas it was a rare treat to wake up on a Saturday morning and see an almost cloudless sky outside and some actual, genuine sunshine outside. I felt a little bit of a photographic urge inside for the first time in a while, so I grabbed my severely underused shoulder bag with cameras in it and my photo partner (a.k.a. Dad) and drove out to a regular photographic location, the Alnarp Agricultural University and its park.
Colors at the Coast
The amount of daylight in the far north of the world where I currently reside (a.k.a. southern Sweden) in the middle of November isn’t all that long-lasting, so it was nice to be able to capture the last glimpses of the sun as it slipped behind a cloud on the western horizon. The photos in this post were all taken during a brief and chilly outing to the little coastal community of Lomma, outside Malmö, Sweden’s third largest city.
More fall colors…
The weather in the south of Sweden this last week of October 2025 has been quite “moist” so when I saw there was a break in the rain I drove out to my usual wooded area near Skrylle where I enjoy strolling through the trees.
October in the city
There’s been a lull in my photography again this year, once again due to illness in the family, but that is okay. I would be a pretty shitty family member if I didn’t put the camera down and focus on what’s important after all! However I did have the opportunity to take a few photos when my photo club had a bit of a photo challenge around the Davidshall square in Malmö, Sweden on a pretty chilly October Saturday afternoon.
Curing a slump
For the last few weeks I haven’t really had the urge to photograph. That is nothing unfamiliar to me; I tend to have those slumps during the dark winter months and when the light of spring comes back in late February I pick up photography again. I don’t usually have the “urgh” hit me in September though, so that was a bit of a novelty.
Busy market day!
Summer is market season in my part of the world and over the years I think I’ve been to almost all of them at one point. One blank spot in my market memory was the one in Sjöbo*, even though it probably is the second largest attendance of all the province’s markets after the one in Kivik (I’ve not seen official numbers but the expectation was for 100,000 visitors over two days, so that will give you an idea). So to remedy my lack of visits to this market I convinced my photo buddy (a.k.a. Dad) that we should drive the half-hour east and experience this market.
Pride in the rain
At the start of July it was once again time for the Pride parade to make its way through the city of Malmö, and I was there to document the event. I definitely enjoy photographing at Pride, and to be there to show my support for the cause. To me it’s utterly incomprehensible the way we are still, in the year 2025, having people who are so incredibly intolerant and stuck in their old ways and can’t accept that other people have other lives to lead, lives that won’t affect their own in any way whatsoever!
Get closer, find more colors!
One of the basic “rules” in photography that I’ve heard over and over in the 25 years or so since I started to explore photography with more than a casual holiday shooter’s interest is to “Get Closer, Get Better Pictures!” While a good zoom lens is a good thing to have, there’s not really any substitute for using your feet to “zoom”.
Photos in a haze of exhaust fumes
There is an annual tradition in my small south Swedish hometown of a big motor festival right around June 6th (our national day), or at least a weekend close to that. This year that happened on June 7th and the whole of Main Street as well as several side streets as well as the town park were blocked off to be part of the parade and later display area for the dozens and dozens of vehicles that people wanted to show off and see for themselves.